Club America

Stranger In My House

Club America


I’m a stranger
Nothing is real
You bring me this
I have nothing more
Where are my dreams, the win?

I have just illusions
To get away
You know it will pass
You know I confess
Now, it’s a mess

No! Nobody trust you
No! Whatever you say

I’m the stranger
Nothing is there
You don’t want be there
Nothing to do
Where are my eyes to see?

I had just illusions
To make my way
You know it will pass
You know I confess
But now, it’s a mess